: 2582 Welcome to Fusang Hell (4) (question ticket)

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But the voice of Yi Lanxin is still gentle and gentle: "I don't understand what the cold girl is saying? I am kind enough to send you clothes and jewelry, is it wrong?"
"Say! Where are my brothers?" Cold feathers are anxious, raising their hands will give you a slap in the heart.
However, at this time, her body suddenly violently twitched.
The spiritual power that had originally condensed into the palm of the hand suddenly collapsed, and the whole person fell to the ground, causing painful sorrow.
"Four sisters!" Mu Yan quickly rushed to help lift the cold feathers.
God knows, but finds that the cold feathers are safe and sound, no matter whether it is spiritual power or sea, there is no abnormality.
Cold feathers are so painful.
Mu Yan gritted her teeth and her eyes were cold.
She knew that this time, they had a big crisis.
Ge Feiping slowly came forward and looked down at them. The gentle and elegant face was still a soft smile of Sven. "Miss Jun, I am missing a new lady, I don't know if you would like to marry him." It!"
At this moment, Ge Feiping's greedy gaze, no more cover, was unscrupulously swept over Muyan's face and body.
It is as if he knows that the prey he has carefully trapped has finally reached his hand and can no longer escape.
And his disguise can finally be picked off.
Upon hearing this, Yilan’s heart was numb, but the body could not help but tremble.
Mu Yan sneered: "Sorry, I am not interested in marrying a beast."
Ge Feiping was dull and sinking.
However, he quickly showed a helpless smile. "A woman who has just come from outside is usually difficult to be wild and does not know how to obey the man. This is no way."
"But the girl, this is the last chance I gave you. You didn't grasp it yourself. Then what will happen next, but you can't blame me."
After that, Ge Feiping waved his hand: "Go, let me go to the flower banquet."
"Go to your mother's flowers..."
The roar of the cold feathers came to an abrupt end, because she found that her body stood up uncontrollably.
The face showed a graceful and gentle smile, keeping up with Ge Feiping's pace.
As with her, there are also Mu Yan and Yi Lanxin.
This is the first time that Mu Yan felt this strange and invisible power.
Her heart was turbulent, but her face was still uncontrollably smiling.
"Seven Huang? Seven Huang?"
"Ball ball? Little yellow chicken?!"
Mu Yan called the three small ones in the space over and over again, only to find that she completely lost contact with the Tianmo.
The hanging eyelids looked at the silver bracelet in his hand.
What exactly is this...?
At this moment, she heard Yi Lanxin passing by her side and gave a low laugh.
There seems to be something like nothing, like a whispering voice, passed into her ears.
"Welcome to Fusang Hell!"
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When I got to the carriage, Mu Yan’s mood had stabilized.
Because she found that this control of the body is not always the case.
Only in the moment when Ge Feiping just ordered, the body will fall into a shackle of inability to resist.
Mu Yan reached out and gently held it with the cold feathers, showing a smile to her.
There was no conversation between the two, but it seemed as if there were silent words.
No matter what difficulties and obstacles ahead, the sea of ​​knives and mountains, we are seven distant, together, and retreat!
The cold feathers drenched and the eyes were hot and humid, and then the only point in the fundus was confused and scattered.